The door clicks shut behind Lena, sounding like a gunshot in the silent penthouse.She’s gone. Shaken, pale, and sworn to secrecy, but I saw the terror in her eyes. I put her in an Uber five minutes ago, hugging her tight enough to bruise, promising we’d fix this.But I don't know if we can fix this.I turn back to the room. The amber lights are gone, replaced by a harsh, clinical white. The red ropes are still on the bed, looking less like art now and more like evidence.Alex is tearing the room apart. Not physically—he’s not throwing furniture—but he’s moving with a frantic, terrifying energy. He’s scanning the walls with a handheld device, checking for frequencies."He's been watching," Alex hisses, sweeping the scanner over a vent. "Probably for weeks. Since I locked him out of the servers.""What does he want, Alex?" I ask, my voice trembling. I’m hugging my arms to my chest, still wearing the silk robe, feeling incredibly naked underneath. "Is this blackmail?""Money. Control,"
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